A/N: This was written for NFA's Secret Santa story gift exchange and I wrote for K9Lasko. The summary to this story was the prompt she gave me.

Tony DiNozzo exited the elevator whistling Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer. As he dropped his bag in its customary spot, he grinned at Ellie and Tim and did a belly laugh. "Good morning, ho ho ho!"

Tim's eyes glanced Tony up and down even as he chuckled. "Santa impersonation needs work, Tony. You forgot the long, gray beard and the belly."

"And the red suit," Ellie cut in with a smirk.

"All in good time, my elf lord and Ellie-elf. The suit is being dry cleaned, working on the beard." He reached up and ran a hand over his clean-shaven face. The grin did not diminish in the least.

"And the belly?"

"Eeeehhhh," Tony smirked. "Santa had to lose weight so he wouldn't have a heart attack and die before all the presents got delivered. All those cookies and milk will do a guy in."

Ellie and Tim both chuckled for a second before Ellie said, "So what's up, Tony? You're in a good mood." Ellie grinned at him.

"Why yes, I am," he grinned wider as he sat down, punched the power button on his computer and sat back, putting his feet up. "It's almost Christmas, I can smell wood burning fireplaces, all my Christmas shopping is done. We're not on call this year on Christmas Day and Senior said we would spend Christmas together. A real Christmas. What more could I possibly ask for?"

"That's great, Tony," Tim smiled. "Are you cooking too?"

"Zoe is. I'll schlep for her though she said she's going to get Senior to schlep for her too." Tony chuckled at the thought.

"So Zoe isn't going to be with her parents for Christmas?"

"They're going on a cruise, some Caribbean thing. They want to get away from winter. They wanted Zoe to go with them but she has to be back at work the day after."

"Can't say I blame them," Ellie said. "Lots of snow this year already."

Tony responded by whistling Winter Wonderland making Tim, Ellie and several others in the bullpen smile.

"DiNozzo!" the familiar growl disrupted his happy tune. "You're gonna be whistling Dixie if you don't get to work."

"On it, Boss."

A look of annoyance crossed Tim's face as he watched Gibbs go to his desk but he didn't say anything. He looked over at Tony and the annoyance dissipated and was replaced with a small smile. "I'm glad to see you happy, Tony," he said quietly.

"Thanks, Tim. I'm going for coffee since our favorite second B isn't caffeinated enough. Anyone want anything?"

All three of them held out money for coffee though Gibbs glared at him while he did. Tony disarmed him with a brilliant smile and though Tony didn't voice it, he could've swore he saw the corners of Gibbs' lips twitch like the man wanted to smile. As Tony walked away from their section of the bullpen, he started whistling Winter Wonderland again until the elevator door closing silenced him.

"Grab your gear," the familiar order rang out almost an hour after Tony returned with their coffees. All of them gulped the last of their drinks and simultaneously, three cups were dropped in their respective wastebaskets, Gibbs already having finished his. As they headed out, Gibbs sent Tim to drive the truck before he lightly cuffed Tony on the back of his head.

"Hey! What was that for?"

"General principle."

Tony grinned and started whistling Dixie.